New Life (2)

Aleksander opened his eyes and stared at the pure white ceiling.

"Nope"

He abruptly closed his eyes. Not real. Not real. Not real. but despite telling himself that he knew it was real. He was in a strange place with strange things he didnt even recognize any of the equipment in the hospital!

He moodily got out of bed and walked to what he believed was the restroom he releived himself and washed up and tookthe opportunity to check his appearance.

He seemed... different.... Charmier??? If that was a word.

No. More handsome?. Ehhhhh. Who cares.. Silver. Strange. Aleksander was sure he had brown eyes, didn't he?

Hmmm, black hair. Silver eyes. Plain face....

"That isn't me!?"

He crouched in despair. He didnt how he knew that it wasnt him all he knew was that the person looking back at him was a stranger. His mind wandered as he realized he didnt even know who he was. He only knew one thing.

His name was Aleksander. He assumed it was his as his mother seemed to call him that. but for all he knew the name wasnt his.

His thin frame trembled, his body quivering from the sobs that racked his body. Trying to release the pent-up emotions. He stayed there, sitting on the ground of the simple yet beautiful villa. Definitely a new experience.

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After freshening up (again) and making sure that he didn't look like he felt, he walked out marveling at the size of the house.

Aleksander heard the faint clatter of cutlery against plates, guessing it might be his mother, he walked into the dining room.

"Morning."

"Oh, Will!" Will's mother seemed genuinely surprised that he was awake.

"Mhm."

Will sat down looking at his breakfast blankly.

"How's it going?

His mother looked at him strangely.

"Fine"

There was an awkward silence that made Will uncomfortable. It was never like this before, he thought. He caught himself.

Before what he thought? He couldn't seem to find an answer

Will stood up

"Where are you going?"

"Exploring."

Will's mother looked at him oddly but didn't stop him.

...

After he changed clothes Will took some time to explore the massive place.

Okay let's see, guest room, Guest room, Room, Living room, Kitchen, Back door... Stairs. Room. Room. Stairs.

Guest room. Guest room. Room. Living room. Kitche- wait whaaa?

AHHHH. ITS A MAZE IN HERE!

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Will...erm...eventually found himself in the back yard.

Hewas absolutely exhausted, His arms sore and legs painfully so. Every muscle on his body screaming in pain. He. Felt. Great.

The felling he had before he awoke in the hospital disappeared. He felt heavy and cold. The original heavy feeling turned into a bone-chilling cold that made him feel calm and numb. Calm and numb. Calm and numb...

HUK!

He knelt down as a disgustingly sweet feeling swept through him. awaking him from his stupor.

He tasted a familiar liquid going up his throat. The iron-like taste... what was it..-

He was interrupted as an insane amount of heat came from his stomach virtually cooking him alive. He felt a deep sensation of savagery, fury, and brutality fill him. The heat only served as fuel to the violent feelings within.

The pain pushing him to the brink of insanity.

When it suddenly stopped. Out of the blue. Like magic.

The rage subsided and he felt nothing, nothing at all, nothing but emptiness.

His vision darkened.

"YOU ARE WORTHY"

A low pitched, loud voice uttered. Will felt something warm trickling from his nose and ears, some dripped into his mouth. It came back out in much bigger blob He once again tasted the all too familiar taste of iron.

Blood, he realized.

"ONLY YOU ARE CAPABLE OF HOLDING THE SEAT OF MY SUCCESSOR."

Will didn't speak or rather he couldn't.

Some strange, mystical force stopped him from being able to.

"YOU SHALL BE MY HEIR. MY GREATEST CREATION."

"WE SHALL MEET AGAIN LITTLE ONE!!!"

A strange power filled his body his fatigue disappeared

along with the strange prescence. All was silent.

Then another voice suddenly sounded out, a women's this time.

The aura was less overbearing than the last but was sharp like.. well he didn't know.

"YOU ARE WORTHY"

Why does this seem so familiar, Will thought.

"ONLY YOU ARE CAPABLE OF HOLDING THE SEAT OF MY SUCCESSOR."

"..." Will was speechless. He was sure he heard this just seconds before a.

"YOU SHALL BE MY HEIR. MY GREATEST CREATION."

"WE SHALL MEET AGAIN YOUNG ONE!!!"

Will felt the familiar sensation of power fill his body.

He was absolutely dumbfounded,

The sensation of death filled him suddenly.

"YOU... I LIKE YOU. YOU SHALL BE MINE!"

"..."

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Will stood in the Hall staring blankly at the screen before him, it read:

Name: Will Sotmon

Age: 16(19)

Job: ???

Titles: Goddess of Darkness' Champion, Abarat's Heir, Asta's Heir, 'Will'

STR: 1.8

VIT: 2.5

DEX: 2.3

STA: 2.1

PHYSIQUE: 2.2

INT: 2.8

WIS: 2.2

WILL: 2.3

Mental Power: 2.4

(STATS enhanced by unknown power)

Skills - Knowledge:

Maths - Lvl 9 - College level - Excellent

Language: English - Lvl 10 - MAX - Perfection

Language: Japanese - Lvl 9 - Excellent

Algebra - Lvl 9 - College level - Excellent

Calculus - Lvl 9 - College level - Excellent

Language: Spanish - Lvl 9 - Excellent

Skills - Physical:

Drawing - Lvl 7 - Good

Muscle Memory - Lvl 1 - Poor

Sculpting - Lvl 10 - MAX - Perfection

Boxing(MM) - Lvl 1 - Poor (Influenced by Muscle Memory.)

{Skills and Knowledge enhanced by unknown power}

Will Sotmon, son of Maraline Sotmon and Greg Sotmon, was given a second chance to live. Due to powers clashing together a substance was created, entered and fused with Will Sotmon's soul.

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Will stared at the green floating screen in front of him.

"Is... Is-like... this like a game?" He muttered.

"..."

"Holy shit! I'm awesome!!!"

Throughout ,the Seth area people could hear someone from the respectable Sotman Household screaming madness...